Day 37. Let it rain


The rains are always pleasing and soothing to heart, be it a rain from sky or from eyes. The rain brings the clarity, It washes away all the streets in town, trees seems greener and the sun rays seem brighter. In the moment of pain, when we open ourselves up and release a good cry,…

Day 24. Backyard Blues


Lily had shifted to her new house in Wyoming state. It was a less populated street and She was there with her two briefcase and a two door wooden cabinet. Her house was in Platte county, and from the backyard of his house she could see the small range of rocky hills in distance. She…

2. The Poetic her


It is the second part of short story Reborn.

Vipul reads out the letter and think about the girl who had sent it to him.

I have Failed


While cleaning up the mess when it came to you I was confused What to do I failed to categorise Yours signs, your memories whether to forget or to memorise or to convert into stories I cleaned everything except you from my mind it was not intentional I wasn’t able to do it fine I…

Rape : Good Luck India. Way To Go.


I read women getting raped everyday, i read justice not being served to the victims. I read criminals laughing on our face walking around with no fear. I read cases being stretched to years in a dying hope that punishment will be served to criminals. I watched documentary on the person who raped, he is…